My Highlander, My Love, Part Three:Forbidden Love, The Greatest Love Story Ever Told.

A Night to Remember

The Macalister women were all excited to see Lanie again and after dinner they gathered into the tea room to spend some quality time together. The McCane and McCloud women followed after them and they all sat around the the room enjoying an evening of fun and laughter as they talked of old times.

"Isobella!" Violet called out for the third time, and silence fell across the room, as the beautiful young women finally heard her name and raised her head to meet Violets eyes.

"Aye?"

"Are you excited about your wedding, in two days you will be a McCloud." Violet told her, and watched her carefully for any signs of regrets.

"Aye." Isabella barely whispered, and the her sisters all looked at each other with dismay.

Violets eyes sparkled with joy, it was confirmed, Isabella pined away for Silas, she only hoped that her uncle would get here on time to stop the wedding. Throwing a glance at Amira, she winked at her before she turned her attentions back to Isabella.

"So how does it feel to live in Balmoral? Is it as grand as Lanie says it is?" Not able to hold off anymore, Violets eyes dropped to Isabella's belly and she sighed.

"It's nice." She said simply and without interest.

Silence fell around the room as everyone looked at each other embarrassed by her lack of enthusiasm about her own wedding.

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"You are not doing your job, your bride is not excited nor is she happy!" Alexander roared, "what the hell is wrong with you brother, are you not attentive to her enough? It is your job to make her happy, if the McCanes get wind of this they will take her back to Kenningsworth! Is that what you want?"

Hector came around the table to stand next to his son, "If you mess this up son, I will throw you out on your arse! You are our only hope to get back the Holy Grail, everything depends on it! Now go back out there and take your bride for a stroll in the gardens and give her a good time, and by that I don't mean make her laugh, I mean give it to her good and hard, have her moaning with lust! Plant your seed inside her and stake your claim before it's too late!"

Camran's jaw twitched with anger, his family is obsessed with owning the Holy Grail, and do not care about anyone's feelings. Turning his back on them, he walked out of the library and headed straight to the tea room.

He leaned lazily against the doorway and watched how all the women interacted with each other, their laughter filled the room, and they enjoyed each other's company, as if they had not a care in the world, all except Isabella, she remained quiet, as if she was in a world all by herself.

Isabella's sisters sighed when they saw the handsome warrior standing by the doorway, and wished that they too could find a handsome husband like him. They thought their sister was a lucky woman, and could not understand why she didn't seem happy.

"I've come to take Isabella for a stroll in the gardens if she feels up to it." He told the ladies, throwing them a dashing smile as they all turned his way.

The room fell silent once again as all heads turned to Isabella. "I'm sure she'd love to visit the gardens with you!" Her sister Kendra said, breaking the ice.

The handsome Druid walked up to his bride, stretched out his hand, and threw her a smile to die for. Isabella blushed, placed her dainty hand in his and lifted herself to her feet.

"Good evening ladies." Camran said as he gently pulled Isabella out of the room.

They walked down the corridor all the way to the back door and the Druid pushed the door open. "I've missed you." He said hoarsely as he looked down at his beautiful bride. He had to take a few privledges with her now that they would be alone for a few hour's. He needed to speed things along, mayhap he could convince her to give him a few favors too, his shaft has been aching and he needed to release his seed, he thought, and hurriedly pulled her through the garden.